Doves coat

Dove was refusing to wear her coat, she had it disappear for a while.
I asked her if something was wrong with it.
she said it was to noisy on the chair so I removed a row of beads.
Still again it vanished for a while and she cold would not take action to locate it.
I went in search of it for her.
It was hidden under her bed behind the "rat hole".
My Dear Sweet Daughter was suffering.
The children at school had apparently harassed her about the bears on the toggles.
She was safe enough at last to tell me.

I removed them today.
It was a bit like taking away her innocence.
Then I relized that it was time that she needs to hide it.
We Daddy Man and I spoke of her changing season, how we will so long for it and want so to have it back.
I think I will streight forewardly let her know that this will always be the safe place for her to reviel her authentic self.
There are places where we must protect our innocence.

I wrote a card for her...you see her tender heart feel awful to even ask of me to deface her prized coat. All of her peers are now trying to be tough at school. I see that in some ways it is the survival of the fittest. This world is that way. The Dove must be WISE AS THE SERPENT.
The Dove must keep the upper hand.

Remving the bears became an act of protection.
An act of wisdom.
Sad though.
She really loved those bears.